Gliss - TMWYW lyrics

Ride with a n***a Get high with a n***a You now rockin' with the best Smoke good, and back boys, we gon' roll till there ain't none left In the hood, where you catch me leanin' California dreamin' Got that money on my mind If it that then these hoes sceamin' But you know that Hope, hope you ain't one of those though, one of those hoes Who post different pictures on instagram, hashtag we winning The f** is you kidding? Look, you just another body An over rated body Just another notch on my belt, and it's start to come a hobby Hold Up Let me get back to this true Let me get back to the real New shots poured, and that's round four I'm kickin' back in ya feel? Now, i can't lose I'm a sure shot I'm like Stephan Curry with an open three In other words i'm a guarantee So baby girl come and ride with a g [Chorus] B-Baby, tell me what do you want from me I'm just stacking, trying to live comfortably Want to come to my world, girl, I'll let you see I'll let you see I'll let you see Baby tell me what do you want Tell me what do you want Tell me what do you want from me Want to come to my world, girl I'll let you see I'll let you see We ridin' with the top down, smokin' loud Gettin' faded with the top down, smokin' loud Gettin' faded with the top down, smokin' loud Gettin' faded with the top down, smokin' loud Gettin' faded [Taylor J] So many n***as, want to put you in the lead with a ring But oh no no, not me sh**, please, i can't compete Cause i got so many b**hes But if you drop yours, I might D-Drop all of mine tonight And pull up on you hoping that head right Don't ask for the weed, Imma pa** it And that a** play with me, Imma grab it Call me taylor, or call me daddy Girl, you'll never be a ba*tard I shot my gain and I stab it Leave a car scene on the matress The ex n***a lyin' like im panic As I pan side to side in the panties Girl that p**y antique Either you ain't f**in' or hittin that a** But f** that orgy baby Text me or call me baby Don't hit my DM, I'll be too high f** around and won't see it til the morning baby What she want from me? Is it cause gold glitch Or cause im a cool man walking like pizzle Ride with my new b**h and my new pistol [Chorus] [Gliss] Red up in my cup I've been sippin' on sand man Yellow bricks, that wizard of Oz No lies, all my sh** been on ten man I like, girls be pretty without makeup When cup size like a bad grade I might go down if that p**y clean But won't eat the cake 'Im like anime I took to canidating, handling Took the moves i had already Multiple dollars I got no taller Pay handling Panamera mirror all black Anakin manikan Tell this n***as im panicin' Go to the mankin' I'm on a roll Tell the Money never made one stop (Tell the Money never made one stop) Throughin' in the towel I got to give in the box n***as got deported, got to meet them at the dock I can ample Tell them to amplify them grammys space Cause n***as ain't really rappin' these days Man, these strippers love me, they comin' back for me All these blankets make it over the balcony b**hes learn to make sh** more then it has to be Got me reallin' up in this drop top girl Wing got to drop i don't got a box no more Show you what my life is like, keep it on the low Yeah [Chorus] (Gettin' faded)